to be lit up from within
vein by vein
With the horse in tow, and stones placed where they needed to be, Melita was content to take a break, even if she wasn’t all that winded. Patting the gelding and leaving him in the right hands, she sauntered over to partake in a meal, picking through some fruit and then meat kebabs. As for boats, she grinned.
Making her way over to Isla, she bumped the Ancient with her elbow. “We can take my skyboat.” It’d brush them right over the water, as they hovered and continued in place. “And I promise to go fast,” she offered with another menacing sort of grin. Which probably said she would’ve done so regardless.
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Melita gets some food and offers Isla a ride in her skyboat for the next part of the PQ.
to be the sun
MELITA
